Whilst still sitting on the opposite sofa his hand went inside his pants for a sly stroke (in case of a returning girlfriend) this went on for a coupl... of minutes and MrsC was extremely excited and very wet, and because of her blowjob skills and the situation we were in I was close to cumming, our friend grinning from ear to ear had slipped his cock out but we had not noticed at first, but when MrsC did she stopped and turned to me saying it was not fair, I replied by saying his girlfriend was. And she wanted to fight ... me!My heart sank. I didn't want to fight my Captain. She had done so much for me since I was found on the ship. Everyone had told me that by rights, she should have thrown me overboard, but yet here she was wanting to fight me.Then it occurred to me, was this my test? I was so deep in thought, Tabatha had to prod me, for me to get ready. The Captain had already taken off her boots, and her jacket. Was this the Captain's way of checking my loyalty, I thought as I took. Her dark curly hair triangle is soaking wet – it tastes sublime. She grabs my head in both hands and f0rces my tongue into her Cunt. I gulp down her juices – she is cumming in my mouth. I push my tongue in as far as it will go, sucking her to an extraordinary orgasm.Her Man cums all over his hand; Jenny is fondling my Cock – what does she want? JennyHi, I'm Jenny – a real cumslut and I asked David to write me this story. I can't ever get enough sex. My cunt is permanently juiced up, waiting for. The wind was south-easterly Thomas noted, almost perfect for a quick journey to Plymouth, and there was no sign of it changing in the near future.Indeed, as the grey Christmas morning dawned, the brig was making good speed on her west-southwesterly course, having to contend with only a moderate sea. Mirabel held up quite well on her first day at sea, feeling no seasickness at all. The grain merchant was not as lucky, and spent most of the day bent over the lee railing.He missed the Christmas.